Oh, hai mom! Maria, smiling slightly: Hello, sohn. Maybe it's time for you to go home? Me: Uhm... maybe... *Looks at Jade and then her food.* Me: Oh, you're eating... I'll wait in the bar then!
*More music filters in form the bar next door. The manager of the Mexican restaurant walks over there to scold them, but comes back excited.* Manager: Everyone, the Prinz is next door! Maria:... That boy has inherited his father's alcoholism, hasn't he? *She smiles slightly, joking.*
Thank you! Thank you! *Laughs and drinks more whiskey.* Hell, at this point, I might as well consider this my bachelor's party! *Other drunk people laugh, and a well-paid looking vet orders another round for the house.* Vet: To the Prinz and his Prinzessin! *They raise their glasses and down more alcohol.*
*Maria shrugs and the food gets there.* *** *Meanwhile, in the bar next door.* Eeeeeeeeeeeeevery rrrrrrrooooose has it's thorns! *People in the bar clap, and I stumble off the stage with the help of assorted army veterans and kind bar patrons.*
*Maria folds her napkin in her lap regally.* Maria: Being Prinzessin is nothing to be ashamed or afraid of, dear. It is a position to be respected, a position of authority just like a starship captain. *She looks at Jade.* Maria: If that is how you must think of it, do so. You are merely the first officer of another ship…
Waiter: Okay, one steak fajita quesadilla for the Kaiserin. One taco, heavy on beef and cheese, little tomato with sour cream for the Prinzessin. And three steak fajita quesadillas and two large four cheese quesadillas for Herr Hund. Are these separate checks? Maria: I will pay for myself and Jade.
OOC: Stupid translator... should have stuck with Google. 'Deutsch' is the word for all Germanic groups, so Dutch, Austrian, German, Bohemian, and maybe Bulgarian... I think. Maria: ....*Pepper sprays Ryan again.*
OOC: Prague and Berlin were German... meaning countrymen, somewhat. The French.... in WWII(in the dimensions timeline) the French were socialists and called the Commune of France(Nationale France fell apart in Africa). Not only was there bad blood from the Middle Ages and the feudal stuff, the C.o.F. committed mass…
*She smiles at Jade.* Maria: Of course not, dear. Things like that don't bother people like me. *She taps her chin.* Maria: Maybe I should look into it. It probably makes things more interesting in bed... *She looks at Jade.* Maria: Right?
*Maria is sitting in a booth with a small bowl of salsa and a small bowl of queso. She's drinking a margarita.* Maria: He dead? *** *Walks into a bar next to the Mexican place and orders some whiskey.*